The Man Of Sin: The Series - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: The Series

... was able to stretch and move. She began swimming to the other end of the pool, relishing the sensation of the cool water kissing her breasts, tickling her stomach and back, and licking her between her legs like a paintbrush. She moved at her own pace, her speed decided only by how fast she wanted the water to roll over her skin. Reaching the shallow end, she rested her chin on the edge of the railing below the surface and let her body float up. Her eyes bolted open as she heard someone enter the water nearby. Covering herself, she looked back to see Xavier, settling in the pool like it was a hot tub. Like her, he was naked, and she was almost tempted to look down. “What are you doing here?!” she hissed. “I wanted to join you. You were having so much fun.” She blushed and looked away, embarrassed from the joy she had felt just a moment ago. She readjusted her arm across her breasts and Xavier sighed. “Honey, we’re a little past that. Relax, I know what you look like. Besides, I’m in the same boat as you are.” She refused to meet his gaze. “Stop that. I’m not like you. I’m nothing like you.” Xavier moved over to her and she screwed her eyes shut, afraid of how he was going to molest her. She could feel the movements in the water, his hand reaching for her covered breasts. But instead, he gently grasped her hand. “Do you think people cover themselves because they really believe that nudity is sinful, or because they are afraid of the world not accepting their true selves? Be ...

... proud of who you are. You don’t have to hide your beauty, especially from me.” The way he spoke, that gentle and soothing way, it would have made her heart flutter if coming from anyone but him, though that wasn’t to say Helena didn’t feel something when he spoke to her. He gently pulled on her arms, and as if forgetting why she had held them there in the first place, she dropped them and let herself be exposed, under the water at least. Xavier moved past her to the wall, then pushed off and began swimming across the pool in the backstroke. Helena kept her eyes shut, not wanting to find out whether or not “it” would float. “Come on, just standing there naked doesn’t count as skinny-dipping. You’re allowed to enjoy yourself, just like you were a minute ago.” “Why are you doing this? Why make me do this things?” Having reached the other end of the pool, Xavier turned back to her. “Sorry! I can’t hear you from all the way over there!” Muttering curses, Helena swam over, feeling like she might as well have been crawling on all fours. She reached end and sighed angrily. “So why?” “So that you’ll have a little fun for once. Stop taking everything so damn seriously and live on the wild side.” “Oh, so that rope thing was fun? And I should take the rape of my friend seriously?” Xavier sighed and began swimming back to the shallow end, this time with Helena following. Only once they both touched the wall did he answer. “Sophie doesn’t seem very upset. Hell, she hasn’t even had her first ...